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The Light Moving On


Though we grapple with our senses

and  cycle with the seasons

We are left to speculation and

prevented from the reasons


We search our world for answer

We try to find some clues

But every repetition on the outside

is yesterday's news.



One by One we drift into the sun

Until we become the light moving on

Moving on


Snake eyes on the table you

remember the cold, cold night

You're a burining salamander consumed

by the heat of your own light


The sweet time's almost over

yeah the fuel is almost gone

Just a spark of what you wonder

then you gotta move on